Room 121, Tuesday evening

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"Okay, so, it smells like burntness?" Xander says as he opens the door to go in after Scoobying. "But that is not in fact the thing I did. Well, it's a thing I did, but it would be the thing I did before I did the thing I did. We could call it the Test Thing.

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[locked, at least for the moment, zomg]

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[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Okay..." Bridge says curiously.

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"The test thing is currently in there." Xander points to the green frog wastebasket next to his desk. "Which was totally my plan for it all along." He nods sagely, and heads for the weetiny kitchenette of his not so weetiny room. "The Thing, on the other hand, is in here."

The Thing, when it comes out of the mini-fridge, is a plate of somewhat lopsided chocolate-frosted cupcakes.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"You *so* win," Bridge says, beaming at Xander.

[soldtoarmenians]

"I figure two months, Cupcake Anniversary, sounds about right."

He carries the plate over to his bed and thinks in passing yet again that buying more chairs could be a thing. "Unless we're counting from the other Thing? On the sixth floor? Because that was the night of the play, so it'd be three months. And this Sunday." Yeah, once he knows he needs to read a calendar, he's a whiz.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Hmmm," Bridge says speculatively. "First kiss, or first date? That's... a very good question."

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"The first one ended kinda... yeah." Xander makes an apologetic face. "But.... it was a really good kiss." He picks up a cupcake. "That'd actually be why it ended kinda-yeah."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"And things worked out pretty well, if I do say so myself." Bridge says. "We could also totally cheat and count both," he notes.

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"That's not cheating," Xander informs him. "It's making the most out of our available resources."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge laughs. "That sounds oddly familiar, for some reason."

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"Are you implying that I steal my material from others?" Xander says, offering Bridge a cupcake. "That there might be some lack of originality on my part?"

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge gives him his best innocent look. "Would I suggest such a thing?" he asks, taking the cupcake and licking off some of the frosting.

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"Possibly. It's not entirely untrue, after all." Xander snickers. He could've denied it a little more fervently, but he might be a little distracted by the frosting.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

Bridge somehow manages to get a bit of frosting on his nose.

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Xander grins. "You've got some chocolate issues there." He leans over to help with same.

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"Really?" Bridge says. "How about that."

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"One of the hazards of winning with cupcakes, apparently," Xander explains. "You risk having to rescue somebody from wayward frosting."

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"A risk you're willing to take, I see."

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"I'm brave and self-sacrificial that way." Xander nods.

[bridge-carson.livejournal.com]

"Such bravery deserves a reward," Bridge says seriously, giving Xander a quick kiss.

[soldtoarmenians]

[And then they faded to black. As you do. Shut up.]